The Come Up Show (Re)Presents – Sean Price

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Let’s go back to our renewed classic interviews, this week we have Sean Price as our guest, who unfortunately passed away in 2015 at the young age of 43. Sean Price was part of the Hip-Hop collective Boot Camp Clik. He was half of the duo Heltah Skeltah, when he went by Ruck, and became an accomplished solo artist as Sean P.

We talked about when he stopped caring about radio play, and the irony of how people started caring about his music when he stopped caring, and so much more. You can watch the original interview here.

I don’t give a f***

Sean Price: As soon as stopped giving a fuck, I’m on the radio. When we did “Finger Four”, and “I Don’t Give a Fuck” they were playing it [on the radio] the next week. Even when I’m on radio shows I tell them that I don’t give a fuck about any of this shit, and then they go ahead and play my music. It’s kind of ironic.

I can’t tell any artist what to do, but I actually don’t care. I’m not looking to make a radio hit. If it goes on the radio then great, I’m not discouraging.

The sales are the truth

Sean Price: [The Internet] has helped me a lot financially, with hustling verses and all of that. I don’t know how it’s going to help me, I guess we’ll have to see. People talk a lot of shit about what it can do but the sales are the truth, I guess we’ll have to see.

People steal a lot of music now, but at one point it was easy to steal cable, now that shit is hard. So whatever they doing we need to follow suit.

Recording with Black Milk

Sean Price: Black will play a beat, and he’ll tell me to write a verse to it. I do it, and he’ll go “sweet”. That’s the word in Detroit, “sweet.” In New York, if someone calls you sweet, you’ll punch them in the mouth. But in Detroit, sweet means good. So if I go spit a verse and black goes “sweet” I know I’ve won. I guess I got a lot of sweet verses.